For a long time, I thought that if I didn’t thank The Universe, I would somehow be punished. So I became fanatical about saying ‘thank you’ with desperation in my heart. I thought if I was grateful enough, The Universe wouldn’t
I’m writing today because I want you to know that what you do, the way you are and the way you make people feel, is important. Smiling at that old lady on the street, helping your son with his homework,
I don’t need rainbows anymore. I need time bent backwards, forwards and around to when you were still here. I need mornings with tea and quiet crosswords and sleepy smiles again. Moments that are now somehow memories, I need them
It isn’t the place that makes your life magical, or any of the external things. It’s you. You are the magic. You carry your light with you, wherever you go. Your own song, your own highest frequency is